“Inside Out” · Season 4
In this episode: Puppet Angel (3), Darla (3), Connor (3), Skip (3), Cordelia Chase (2), Charles Gunn (2), Wesley Wyndam-Pryce (1), Fred (1)
All this time it was you, wasn't it?
Took you long enough to figure it out. But nice turn with the Lorne bait. You know, there was a time I would've seen that one coming eons before it ever crossed your tiny little mind.
Because you're so clever.
On the scale of you to me? Pretty damn.
No way. We make our own choices.
Yeah, sure. Cheese sandwich here, uh, when to floss. But the big stuff, like two vampires squeezing out a kid?
Connor.
An impossible birth to make one possible.
That's what the kid was designed for.
To sleep with mother love?
To create a vessel.
Look out. The monkey's thinking again.
Being inside a human makes it vulnerable, doesn't it? That's why it had to stay hidden. Why it needed to create something stronger to pour itself into.
Wait. So the big nasty inside of Cordy is going to give birth... to itself?
Will it make a difference? We really are just pieces being moved around a board.
Then we'll kick it over and start a new game. Look, monochrome can yap all he wants about no-name's cosmic plan, but here's a little something I picked up rubbing mojos these past couple of years. The final score can't be rigged. I don't care how many players you grease, that last shot always comes up a question mark. But here's the thing--you never know when you're taking it. It could be when you're duking it out with the Legion of Doom, or just crossing the street deciding where to have brunch. So you just treat it all like it was up to you--the world in the balance--'cause you never know when it is.
Somebody there?
(o.s.) I've always been there, close to your heart. After all...
[He looks over toward the dark corner of the room as Darla materializes out of thin air in front of him.]
...isn't that where a mother belongs?
You can't be my mother.
[softly] I have her memories, her feelings. Isn't that what makes a person who they are?
[weeping in the corner]) Let me go, please...
I know that sound, the look in her eyes, the smell of fear. [kneels beside the girl.] I've nurtured it a thousand times in all the people that I've murdered.
My mother's dead.
And I'll always be a part of you. You shared your soul with me once when you were growing inside of me when I'd lost my own. You brought light to my shadow, filled my heart with joy and love. I'd never felt so close to any living thing as I did to my beautiful boy.
Why'd you leave me? Did you hate me that much?
Baby, no. I wanted to be with you more than anything.
You killed yourself. I wasn't even born yet. And you-
Did what I had to. My life for yours. I did so many terrible things, Connor, so much destruction, so much pain. You were the one good thing I ever did. The only good thing. I'd die every day for the rest of eternity for you. And this... [Gestures to the virgin girl]...is how you repay me?
You don't understand. We need her for our baby, to keep it safe.
By anointing it in the blood of an innocent? You really think that safety can be plucked from the arms of an evil deed?
Good, evil. They're just words.
[shakes her head] Don't let this happen, Connor. Don't let my death mean nothing.
They hate us... because we're special.
I don't hate you. Please.
They're scared because of what you've done not because of what you are.
They wanted to kill me when I was still inside of you.
But that changed when they saw you, held you in their arms, felt the warmth of your skin, the goodness in your heart.
And it will happen again when they hold my child. It's the only way.
You have a choice, Connor. That is something more precious than you'll ever know.
What choice? They're hunting us like animals!
Because you're acting like one. As a vampire I killed without mercy or remorse because I didn't have a soul. What's your excuse?
You think I wanna do this?
Then don't.
I have to.
Why? [Gestures to Cordelia in the next room] Because she told you? There are things happening, Connor, things that I can't... It has to be your choice. You can stop this.
Her blood for our baby's. It's fair, isn't it?
Please, I wanna go home.
Shut up!
This isn't you, Connor.
You've been gone a long time, Mom. How would you know?
Because we shared a soul. I feel the pain, the anger, the hurt, like it were my own. But most of all, I feel the good in you and no matter how much you're beaten or twisted or lied to, it's still there in your heart. I know it, and deep down, you know it, too.
No, you're not coming, any of you. Whatever's taken over Cordy, it's still her inside. She's still our friend. She's still the woman I... I won't let you carry that. I can't.
Anybody got a hanky?
[Connor kneels down to untie the bound hands of the virgin girl he's holding captive. Darla stands nearby.]
Shhhhh. Shhh. It's okay.
You're all right now. Everything's going to be all right.
What are you doing?
[frozen] Nothing. I, uh...
It's time. Take her in the other room.
Listen to your heart.
[to Cordelia] She didn't do anything. We should let her go.
No we shouldn't. We need her, Connor. Our baby...
Shouldn't be anointed with innocent blood.
Anointed? Who's been filling your head with big, confusing words?
Just been thinking about it.
Or, maybe... a little birdie's been pecking at you behind my back.
[to Connor] She'll lie to you.
You know how much they love to use the magic, Connor. A spell for this, a spell for that.
Close her out, baby.
Whatever you're hearing, whatever you think you're seeing...it's a trick.
Don't let her in.
It's Angel.
No.
Trying to turn you against me with a cheap vision of... [looks to where Darla's standing] ...Darla?
[to Cordelia] You can see her?
I see the lies.
Connor, listen to me.
It's not her.
You have to let her go.
It's your father. This is how much he hates you.
I love you. Please.
Torturing you with this sad imitation of your dead mother.
[crying] Don't let her do this.
Are you going to let them do this to us? Are you going to let them kill our baby?
[desperate] Connor, listen to me...
[yelling, crying] You are not my mother!
[Darla looks on horrified as Connor grabs the virgin girl by her bound hands and drags her into the other room.]
[weeping] No!
[Connor puts virgin girl on the ground in the center of the circle where Cordelia was chanting before. The girl looks up to see Cordelia swinging a huge butcher's knife at her head. When the girl looks up at Connor, she has Darla's face now.]
Please, don't do this Connor. Don't--
[Connor just stands there, watching Cordelia murder this girl, listening to the sounds of blood spattering as Cordelia makes the killing blow. The girl collapses in the middle of the circle.]
There. That wasn't so hard, was it?
[When Skip turns his head, Wesley notices a break in the armor where Angel had ripped some of it off of his head earlier. Wesley makes a rolling dive for the gun, aims, and shoots at Skip's head. The bullet goes right into the vulnerable spot, entering Skip's head.]
Well, that ain't right. [collapses]
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